We had rain today, lots of it, quickly.
But just east of us, my niece and her family had snow, lots of it, quickly. Twelve inches now and maybe three or four more tonight.
Where would I rather be? In Brevard, in the snow, with the Greats under their light-strung tree on the way to their neighbors' gingerbread party, then later at home, warming before a wood fire, cuddling, giggling, yawning, and reading.
I love the cold of snow and the heat of family.